Once upon a time, as ye goode shippe Pumpkin kedged her way into the harbour her hapless crew-- in a sorry state of dishabille after a night of debauched revelry imbibing a seemingly innocuously baccate brew of a revolting purple hue--all decided as one man to leap onto the jetty, which, unbeknownst to them, had been moved six feet to starboard, resulting in their missing their target and landing with a sickening collective thud headfirst against the harbour wall; the resulting tremor giving rise to the first-ever tsunami, that much sought -after word by Scrabble players the world over.

The cutsie nickname “Blueberry” was bestowed upon Bluebeard the pirate by his men on the night they kedged the ship closer to shore to join in the Bastille Day revelry and the Captain’s untucked shirt left him in dishabille when he tried to kick the hapless mutt that had stowed on board, lost his footing, and landed in an unruly pile on the deck -- the purple-blue baccate birthmark on his tummy, which had seemed so darling to his mother and aunties when he was a toddler, revealed to the whole scurvy lot.

"Hapless" Cap'n Jack (as the unfortunate helmsman of the Sand Dollar had been styled by his men) appeared on deck in a state of deshabille, his shirt hanging open to reveal a duet of baccate nipples glistening ruddily in the noonday sun; and turning to the frelmsman he shouted, "Mr. Fufkin, kedge hard a-starboard!"